Life .. is that you?

Life...is that you?

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
   Or walk with Kings-nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
   If all men count with you, but none too much;
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
   And-which is more-you'll be a Man, my son!

He is my friend, my better friends but know I feel that the smile that
came to my lips seeing him... is no more genuine.



I know he's over-burdened with lots of responsibility and tremendous,
tremendous work pressure ...its perfectly human to behave arrogantly
when suddenly so much attention is directed at one..But I will never
understand that a person who has all the strength to keep his spine
straight against all odds.. is stooping lowly to get favours from
the who's who..people who guide or rather order him.

A person who wanted to be 'transparent' as crystal..and that reflected 
in his eyes...inspite of knowing the ugly cooking that's going on has 
accepted it as a part and parcel...or has he resorted to it too.??
He wants yes-men around him and yet denies being so.. but I m sorry I
can't be a yeo-sir.. I will say whenever, whatever I feel is wrong...